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  • For people who don’t get it: Duck Hunt was the most popular game that used the NES zapper. The way it worked was when the trigger was pulled, the screen went black for a split second except for a square of white. The zapper read the screen to see if it was aiming at the square and that determined if you hit your target. It only worked on CRT TV screens.

    Honest people played as intended - standing at a distance, using the zapper like you would a gun.

    Dishonest people would hold the zapper right up to the TV.

    Chaotic people would just point the zapper at something producing white light (like a lamp) and fire away, technically never missing.


  • At least for me, turning 30 felt liberating in a sense. You’re not really described as young anymore, and expectations of you are different.

    I still care about social issues but I don’t feel pressured to be militant about them, and even if someone tried to exert that pressure I wouldn’t care. I can just say I’m tired if I don’t wanna do something and that’s considered a valid reason.

    Dating? So much less pressure. I know who I am and what I want, as do others in their 30s. You figure out if you’re a good match pretty quickly.

    Sure, it takes longer to bounce back from injuries, hangovers, etc and the simple act of getting up makes more snaps, crackles, and pops than a bowl of Rice Krispies. But overall it feels like I can live my life the way I want to and nobody cares. And that is a good feeling.














  • Skyline969@lemmy.catoA Boring Dystopia@lemmy.worldDisturbed
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    I’ve got a good Draiman story. Disturbed played in my city in 2009. It was an all day music festival. I was on my feet all day which aggravated my old knee injury. Disturbed were the last or second to last band to play at night, so by the time they came on I was in so much pain. I went and sat down in the closest section to me.

    The band comes out and plays their set. A bit of the way through Draiman does some crowd interaction. He calls for everyone to stand up. Everyone does, except for my section. He pointed at us and went “what is this, the fucking pussy section?” I looked around… it was the disabled section.

    So anyway, that’s the story of how I got called a pussy by Draiman.